2 January 2013
I spent the day depressed. I mean, I could have had a chance. But, as ever, Missy came waltzing in and drew all attention back to her.
There was suddenly a tap on my shoulder.
"Excuse me?" came the male voice.
I spun round in my seat to face Jacob, a frown creasing his perfect forehead.
"Are you Eve Higgings?"
I nodded confusedly.
"Missy told me to tell you.."
"What ever Missy told you to tell me, she can shove it up her fat a..."
I stopped when somebody coughed loudly.
Miss Chandlers stood tall in front of me, her thin, bony hands curling around the edge of my desk.
"Answer?"
I hung my head.
Not this again.
First Wish Of The New Year (4). • Opuss № I